He pushed the cotton garment from her shoulders and down her arms. It floated to the floor, puddled at her feet. She pulled his shirt from the waist...and of his khakis he was wearing, and fumbled with the buttons on his shirt. Finally, she just tugged, and several of the buttons went flying, she apologized, and said she would sew them back on. "No worries, Darlin'" he assured her. He removed his shirt, and turned to run the water, adjusting the temperature, for maximum relaxation. He. He’s breathing heavy and struggling a bit, as I know he wants to use his hands to control the tempo and help himself take back a bit of control. But I like it like this. My orgasm builds…and builds…until I’m crashing down on Will repeatedly, writhing in ecstasy, screaming around Mark’s cock in a climax so intense it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced. My excitement triggers Mark’s and he cums without warning, his balls contracting as he shoots his load into my mouth. I gasp in surprise, but. This is the first time when I’m writing a story in English. Although I write in Hindi, this time, I am trying to write in English as well. You probably won’t believe it, but I have been writing erotica since I was 19. Now I am 23. If ever found time, I will write a story on how this happened at such a young age.This story is truly about passionate sex with lots of feelings. So I wish you too read it with full feelings and imagination. So now, let’s get to the story.This story is about Preeti.. But her tongue emerges and makes a tentative swipe along the gash. Cheryl is rewarded by another hard slash and the pain reverberates up her spine. However, that convinces the tormented female and she begins to diligently service the cunt. After all, Master has ordered this to be done.Her mind wanders but her tongue doesn't stop even though it feels as if it is being ripped out of her mouth. The licking continues for what seems like hours but thankfully the woman finally explodes into a frantic.